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V and C

I was a dead meat and I knew it.

His jaw was now tightened as his eyes literally bore and perforated holes into my soul. I was glad I did it though. It was one of the wish from my bucket list.

I looked at him with a matching rancour and enmity.

"This was a mistake." He raved.

"You are a mistake." I bellowed with rage at him. He only chortled in response. He Lost a few screws here and there I guess.

"You have no idea what you have just done. You will regret this." He smirked and deep down inside, fear did consume me but I repudiated to show it.

"What will you do huh? Kill me? I am not scared of death. C'mmon you can shoot me. Like you said I have no family, no one who would care if I am not alive, so go ahead kill me. I don't care." I gripped his hand and made him point the gun at my forehead. He didn't say a word nor did he jostle me away. I wasn't a fearless person and I was definitely frightened of the gun too.

What if the trigger was pulled, even though accidentally? I didn't push him much to kill me because I didn't trust him. He might actually kill me. He looked at me as if he was trying to figure something out.

"What? Afraid of killing me? Huh! Why Mr mafia?" I knew I was impelling and tempting him to murder me but I had no control over my mouth right now. He shot Uzair. I could have murdered Humza right here. Uzair didn't deserve it.

"Aren't you pushing your luck too much woman?" He finally spoke with authority and sovereignty.

"Oh please don't you change the topic now. What are you going to do to punish me huh?" I insinuated him all the more.

Before I could even say another word he gripped my wrist tightly and began to drag and haul me.

"Where are you taking me?" My heart was beating so rapidly, I felt as if it would escape from my chest, I felt giddy and lightheaded. I tried twisting my wrist in order to loosen his grip, but to no avail.

"Just shut the fuck up." He yelled. His voice roared across the foyer. He had an unyielding grip on my wrist. He schlepped me all the way from the foyer to the second floor and then into my room.

What he was trying to do was beyond me.

The moment we were in my room, he left my hand and bolted the door.

"What are you trying do?" I began but couldn't find my voice. My eyes were now jutting out as one by one he began to unbutton his shirt.

"You were too eager to know about your punishment. Weren't you?" He taunted whilst all the blood from my body had now begun to drain out.

He started advancing towards me whilst I started taking steps back. There was this wicked and sinful smirk on his lips which had me thinking, what was he about to do?

All I could see was danger and peril. The only escape was to be out of this room and so I ran, dodging him at first but eventually he caught up to me before I could unbolt the door. His hands curl around my waist, turning me around.

"What are you running from? You won't be able to hide from me ever." He warned.

"You are insane." I spat and suddenly my world turned upside down as he now carried me on his shoulders like one would carry a rug.

"Let me down, you are a psycho, let me go." I shouted on top of my lungs.

Within seconds I was catapulted on the bed and my heart beat sped up even faster as he plunged at me. He was laying on top of me almost straddling me.

I struggled and grapple to push him away but all my efforts were in vain. He didn't even budge. I was not ready for this.

In one swift motion he undid my already loose hijab and threw it on the floor. He ran his fingers on my hair and began to caress it.

"Don't touch it." I yanked his hand away and that only added up to my misery. His eyes blackened and the vein on the side of his forehead was now protruding. He was angry.

He gripped my jaw tightly and squashed his lips to mine in a bruising and penalizing kiss. I tried to turn my head away but the solid hold he had on my jaw hindered and obstructed me from doing so. He continued to take advantage of me. His mouth crushing mine in a harsh and grating kiss. I was crying profusely.

He licked my lips demanding entrance but I refused and denied him from doing so. I kept my mouth firmly shut even when his tongue tried to lick my mouth open.

A sharp cry ripped through me when he bit my lower lip sharply. Taking advantage of it, he dipped his tongue in my mouth, conquering it. I did not move my tongue, I didn't want to give him any satisfaction and pleasure from my reaction but that proved to be vague and fruitless when he caressed my tongue with his. My eyes were wide open while his was absolutely shut, like he was savoring it. A feeling of disdain filled my stomach and caused it to momentarily spasm.

He was now controlling my tongue with his. He didn't release my mouth from his control, even when I did bit on his tongue sharply. All I heard was a moan and he only deepened the kiss, claiming my mouth as if it was his rightful possession. His kiss was purgatory, relentless and unforgiving. There wasn't a single spot in my mouth that he didn't explore.

I felt disgusted by my own self. I even battered his shoulder a couple of times, nothing worked though. I moaned in protest but he didn't stop. I began to grow lightheaded and dizzy again. The depletion of oxygen forcing me into darkness. I wanted to remain conscious. I moaned and moaned and pushed his shoulders until he finally pulled away.

Instantly I began to breathe in for oxygen, letting the air fill my lungs. We both were gasping for air, panting like we had run a marathon.

"God! What was that?" He spoke as if questioning himself. I looked at him quizzically.

That was until I realized that he had taken away my very first kiss, forcefully. Anger began to seethe through my veins and my hands curled up into a fist.

I began to hit him on his chest. One after the other hurling and impelling punches at his shoulder and chest. He didn't stop me. I was hitting his chest with full force, all while saying incoherent words to him.

"You cheat! How could you?" My hands began to ache but I didn't stop.

Another punch, but this time he held both my hands before it could touch his shoulder. His full body weight now rested on me and he was quite heavy to be honest.

"Stop being childish. This was to punish you." He said. I again began to move my wrist to set myself free.

"I hate you." I almost spat. My eyes must have held fire.

"Mutual feelings darling but I am glad I am your first." He tittered. I almost wanted to puke at his face. He had the audacity to say that.

I didn't want him to have the contentment though. "You are wrong. You weren't my first." I simpered. His reaction was something I enjoyed.

"You are lying." He almost broke my hands which he was still gripping to prevent me from hitting him.

"I am not. Why would I? You are not my first kiss." I wanted to kick him too but this sentence could do for now.

"Huh! You don't even know how to kiss. This was your first. I can bet my life on it." He smirked and damn! He might have done it to a lot girls to know that. I felt all the more loathing and abhorrence towards him now.

"Well then you should just die because I am not lying. It's not that I don't know how to do it. I have done it several times. I am just not attracted to you. Being in your embrace disgusts me." I said coyly.

Two minutes of silence for his ego.

With no more words spoken, he finally got off me. He took my phone from the night stand and shove it inside his jeans pocket. I wanted to fight but I had no more energy. May be some other day.

I could see his fist that was closed tightly as he trudged towards the door. Unbolting it, he left without sparing me a glance, the first few buttons of his shirts were still left unbuttoned. He could have swallowed me alive but instead he decided to leave the room.

I sucked in a breathe sharply, crying like a baby now. When will this end? I rubbed my already swollen lips, hoping it would help me to forget what just happened.

When will Allah's help come? I was absolutely tired now. I cried for my miserable fate and for Uzair who had to be in so much pain and agony because of me.

Ok bye!

E D I T E D on 26.1.2018